Finally I update my Table decent MattxMello. You are not to know or I to tell, but by way of excuse indicutible I confess that I had easy four vignettes, which I had liked it, Ah! but obstacles that life puts us call it personal carelessness causes which inevitably had to delete them and lose them permanently. Along with this my terrible semester, which until Friday had not had time to finish writing something other than work in economics. In addition to having had doubted being able to write something moderately good. Finally, after my clumsy excuse for with you, I left two bullets "cheeky" short "if they are not something that will revolutionize the literature, if I like a lot and hope you do too. And notándome annoyingly "chatterbox" better leave the matter for which est''en probably reading this:
Author: ame_hyogen
Fandom: Death Note
Character / Couple / Trio: Matt / Vice
Mello: 18. Snuff
All day had been horribly beaten. A couple of hours sitting on the edge of Wammy's House only managed to sulk in the doorway of the house. Now late at night spins around in bed. Finally gave up and lay staring at the blank roof of his, now, room, because Mello was not with him. He closed his eyes and sighed the courage to lean your head to appreciate the empty bed across the bedside table. The only memory he had left was the bed, got up and went to her, she dropped on the soft mattress blonde immediately flooded the aroma of your nostrils to make their way to your brain, painful to remember who sent ; electrical impulses that triggered further anxiety in the red. He stood up and got out of bed, I felt as if was insulting, all those thoughts troubled him mind, resigned opened the bottom drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a yellowish delivered, opened it, smiling maliciously, surely Mello had met him, but Roger was "not so circumspect" content was just a pack with three cigarettes.
- I have to quit - but how to let his only sedative, the only thing that prevented him from going crazy and remain calm
appearance?
The smoke filled the room, with fuzzy gray casting voices, the remnants of the smell of your partner. He watched the red tip or was vermilion? the glowing end of the cigarette, smiled sadly at the thought that now was the only light in your life, sooner or later end up taking him away.
- Well, at least die with me - took back the cigarette to his lips, yearning for nicotine and snuff in his veins.
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Author: ame_hyogen
Fandom: Death Note
Character / Couple / Trio: Matt / Mello Vice
25. Lips
How long had it been? Surely only a couple of minutes, but how to know for sure? The warmth that has engulfed his being was indescribable, it was a weird feeling, it was as if I was with Matt. But something uncomfortable, it was as if I had suddenly realized I could get over his friend that what until now has been sharing it was ... something not understood and it bothered him as suffering to depart and break contact.
- It was weird - sentenced after cleaned with his sleeve, too, moist lips
- Yes, but it's not rocket science, is just basic anatomy, the function No jaw, lips, tongue ... - the redhead went on to explain that act as if it were a mechanical process, it seemed that he had not had such an impact.
finally ended his explicacióny were immersed in the silence of the room, the atmosphere not changed, the situation became uncomfortable, just looked at each other.
- The anatomy does not explain ... - Mello bent his face pensive, even managed to put into words what I felt. Did not have much time to follow his thoughts, as the redhead again assaulted her lips, and repeating the experiment, only this time involving over his body, synchronizing it with what provoked this simple action to join lips with the blonde. Separated just to inform.
- We continue to experience - after not getting a denial by the blond, continued with the experiment
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